Texty

I miss Christmas at your house Making fuzzy angels in the snow My name sounds better in your mouth Warm from coffee under the mistletoe, oh-oh-oh Cars and buses, take me places But I miss home Trains and faces, smiles are fading I just miss home November's all year long now December never came I realize I'm alone now But they all think I'm the same November November November I miss Christmas at your house Watching Julie Andrews on the hill I feel much better when you laugh In the echo, life and time stand still I keep changing, but nothing changes I just miss home My heart keeps racing, who am I chasing? Am I chasing home? November's all year long now December never came I realize I'm alone now But they all think I'm the same November
Writer(s): Melanie Pereira, Kerstin Elisabeth Ljungstrom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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